Everyone else received the Holy Fire except him.

Even if the talent is weak, he has symbolically received the Sage's Fire, so he will not be unable to receive it for a long time.

When it gets dark and dusk is coming, many people lose their patience.

"It's really strange. No matter how talented you are, you will at least get the Sage's Fire and leave."

"Oh, who can say for sure?"

"Let me tell you, Ye Qingtian must be lucky. His cultivation and swordsmanship are all from the initiation."

"The Patriarch will definitely look down on this kind of person and should deprive him of his qualification as a disciple of the Holy Tradition."

"Ye Qingtian, don't waste time, get down now!"

"Get off!"

Suddenly, someone shouted loudly, and soon a wave formed, one after another.

Time really dragged on for too long, Ye Qingtian sat cross-legged, as motionless as a statue in the dojo.

The canonization ceremony started just at noon, and now dusk is approaching, and the sky is getting darker.

Above the altar, all the peak masters were also whispering, with expressions of confusion on their faces.

"I think there is most likely something wrong with Ye Qingtian!"

Feng Yuan Half-Saint, who was at odds with the Master of Purple Thunder Peak, suddenly said: "Ye Qingtian's cultivation and sword intent may have been obtained through initiation. In addition, his bad conduct was shamed by the ancestor.

He was not given the Holy Fire."

"Although there is no precedent for this, it is not impossible..." Other peak masters said softly.

"Holy Elder, this may be the founder's warning that Ye Qingtian cannot be a saint."

"This is serious. If the Patriarch is angry, it would be disrespectful!"

The sound came one after another, making the Master of Zi Lei Peak look very nervous. He said: "Holy Elder, wait a little longer!"

Feng Yuan Semi-Saint saw his anxious look, and felt happy in his heart, just as he was about to continue speaking.

A glint flashed in Elder Sheng's eyes, and he suddenly said: "If you wait for half a stick of incense, the Patriarch will not accept him, I will accept him."

Master Zilei Peak was relieved and said quickly: "Thank you, Elder Saint!"

The other peak masters had expressions of astonishment on their faces. This holy elder must be too optimistic about Ye Qingtian to think so highly of him.

"quiet!"

The holy elder raised his eyes and shouted coldly, and the shouts from all directions were immediately suppressed.

No matter how unhappy Ye Qingtian was, this group of people would not dare to go against the Holy Elder.

Time passed minute by minute, and Lin Yun remained motionless. He turned a deaf ear to everything in the outside world.

Seeing that the time for half a stick of incense was coming, Master Zi Lei became more and more nervous and wiped the sweat from his forehead from time to time.

The other peak masters kept whispering, and each other felt strange.

Only the holy elder remained calm and waited quietly.

Half Saint Feng Yuan kept staring at the time and suddenly said: "Elder Saint, the time has come."

But at this moment, the two fish and dragons above the altar sank at the same time, and the holy fire of heaven suddenly went out.

The sky suddenly darkened and night fell suddenly.

The strange scene shocked everyone, and a terrifying aura surged out from the depths of the altar.

"What's going on?"

This sight that they had never seen before shocked everyone, and their faces looked particularly frightened.

Boom!
Chapter completed!